Mindless State of a Homeless Man

I get this strangest feeling
When I look out to the west
You say I’ve got no money
And no one here thinks it’s funny
You said you never heard
The words how they sit
By the prophets they were growing
We had no way of knowing
Listen to the words you want to listen too
To the mindless state of a homeless man
He doesn’t even know where he’s coming from
And everything you value once again
How it feels when it’s plunging
To the lowest left you wondering
Don’t listen to the words you say
It’s the mindless state of a homeless man
Don’t listen to the words you say
It’s the mindless state of a homeless man
I never look at anyone but you
As you walk every day now passed the bank
Where you pray
Can you whistle to the misty tunes
Of a song that you made up
When you were on the way down?
Don’t listen to the words you say
It’s the mindless state of a homeless man
Don’t listen to the words you say
It’s the mindless state of a homeless man
Will you recognize me in the end?
Where you walk every day on the cloud where you play
Maybe one day when we meet once again
You will smile as we say let’s be friends for the day
Don’t listen to the words you say
It’s the mindless state of a homeless man
Don’t listen to the words you say
It’s the mindless state of a homeless man